I started blogging at the beginning of times. Or atleast that's how it feels. I stared blogging in July 2004. I was 16 years old. Today I celebrate my 28th birthday and I am still blogging. Am I ever gonna stop? I have no idea. I just like being able to look back and see what I did like 10 years ago. Even thought my blogging has changed a bit the posts are still there. AND THE PICTURES.

I looked at a birtdaypost I did in 2005 and I wanted to die a bit. I didn't know how to write back then. I sound like such a horrible teen. It is nice sometimes to look back and see that something has really changed. I thought I was an adult when I was 18. You are really not an adult when you are 18. No. At least I wasn't. I went to school and studied something I later decided was not my thing. I didn't drink any alcohol and I loved japanese music.

28 feels huge. It feels like I should have kids and a family by now as so many at my age have. Or atleast a job, but no I don't have that. I did think I would have it when I was like 12 or 17. I thought I would have kids by now. But no, you can't really plan life. How much you try.

And it's okay. It is okay to not do as everyone else. It is okay to take another way. It is okay to drop out of school when it doesn't feel right. It is okay. I am myself coming to terms with that now better then ever before. So no, I am not suffering of any age crisis here.

Just life my blogging has changed so have I. I am not the naive little girl I once was. I have been hurt. I have been dumped. I have laughed. I have cried. I have loved. I have grown. I have moved away from home. I have become more me. I have gotten braver.